Tonight Sydney and I attended our first ever Daddy Daughter dance at her school. We went out for dinner before hand and had a fantastic fun filled evening. We are looking forward to many more especially with Samantha joining us when she starts school…
My grandmother passed away last night. Now she is able to dance, hang wallpaper, and chase her kids again. Things her body had limited her with the last several years.
She had created quite the family over her 84 years. We will all miss her very much!
For those of you who know me well, you know I love the Pioneer Woman’s recipes. I recently got her cookbook and have been making many of her recipes…all of which I have found to be delicious. But, her cooking is not low fat, actually quite the opposite. I have gained about 9 pounds since Christmas. So although your recipes are quite heavenly PW, I will have to refrain to once a week (ok, maybe twice) in making your dishes. This weight has to go!
This was the best Chicken Pot Pie ever! I am not a fan of Chicken Pot Pie, but I loved this one!
The other day I went to pick Sydney up from school at 3:10. In my van, I had 4 other children ages 3 and under, 2 of which I had to wake up from naps….This is not an easy or enjoyable task to do every day to go and pick up Sydney from school. But I don’t mind because she is my child and I enjoy greeting her on the porch everyday after school. (yes, I don’t even make her wait through the carpool line, I get out and get her)
Anyway, when she sees it is me picking her up, she acts as if she doesn’t know me. If she doesn’t raise her hand, she can’t be dismissed. So I am waiting, with 4 other children in the van…This is not making me happy. She does finally acknowledge me and mumbles something about wishing Daddy had picked her up…Oh the life that child lives. “This is what you have to be upset about? This is your biggest problem in life right now?” I know, I know, she is 5, but seriously. So I immediately call the school and ask how to arrange to bus transportation after school. I gave the school some info and DONE, the secretary told me the next day, Sydney could ride the bus home.
In true Sydney form, she (with arms still folded in the back seat) says “Good, I want to ride the bus!” OK, great. Then we both win. Then on the way home i proceed to tell her all that I do for her and that not every kid has it so good. I remind her that I pick out her clothes, pack her lunch everyday, fix her hair…this list goes on. So, tomorrow I tell her I will not pick out her clothes or fix her hair (or pick her up).
The result: I did not have to tell her to get out bed. I did not have to tell her to get dressed. I walked in her bathroom to find her combing her own hair and wearing clothes she had picked out. (it would not have been what I picked, but hey she did it herself) After school, I watched out the door for her to get off the bus. And this is what I saw.
A huge smile! A piece of candy! She had loved the bus (and I loved not having to load all the kids up to get her)
Since that day, she had been much kinder and sweeter to me and I do have to remember she is 5. But I don’t want her to grow up and be a spoiled brat that takes everything for granted and expects people to continue to wait on her. Don’t get me wrong, I love doing for my kids. But I definitely think, we as parents, can do too much., so much that they can’t do for themselves or never have the desire to try. (soapbox…sorry) So everyday around 3:30 we look out the front door, waiting for the bus to stop, so we can greet Sydney at the door and hear about her day.
Today’s picture is from last night. Kyle has the flu AND strep throat. Poor guy has felt awful…He has been running a really high fever and just wanted to sleep. Kurt has been working out of town for a few days, so last night, I was trying to pick stuff up out of the floor and I put Kyle on the couch. And he stayed there. This is not like Kyle. And you can also see Sydney is this picture being a ham as usual! But good news today, he seems to be feeling MUCH better. Last night was really rough. We thought we might end up at the hospital, but his fever finally came down and his personality is returning!
Kyle has to be in the middle of everything. A couple of weeks ago, Kurt was playing connect 4 with Samantha. Kyle climbed on the table and started putting in his own chips. We were surprised he could actually get them in.
So, since I have been terrible about updating the page lately, I have decided I am just going to put up a picture I really like that day. Some might be from weeks before or that day…we will just see what kind of mood I am in.
Today, I am putting one up of the girls in these new skirts I found them a couple of weeks ago. They really felt like princesses in them. (even though Samantha’s face says otherwise)
